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There was news of a Birmingham TV station that had a broadcast about one of our people putting up one sign.
Someone is writing me about some “concern” over a BUGS trend or anti-white thread or something.
Other people ask me how I am.
Here is how I am: I have been at this almost daily for over fifteen years.
The message getting out there is my ONLY interest.
If you feel slighted, go away. I have made it clear and you have seen how suicidal it is to coddle TTGHs.
One sign, combined with a call to a TV station before they take it down, has so far gotten us some publicity.
One person bothered to tell me about it.
I am not angry or bitching. I am simply very, very preoccupied.
I am, honestly, old and tired and disabled and simply have no interest in other things besides DOING something about the survival of my race.
The one sign that one BUGSER put up in that one place got a local report and network repeat.
The Birmingham report included a black reporter who said that the public she had asked about the sign agreed with it!
There was an ABC report on it. They just said it was HATE!
The ABC report got about 500 thumbs up to 100 thumbs down.
On that word Hate, if I had some workers, we would have some fun.
They would go to each site and pick someone — let’s call him X — who expressed ANY opinion, on ANY subject. They would simply say, “X, that’s HATE!”
But MY workers would then have the discipline to simply LEAVE.
They might later get a yuck out of going back and seeing what if any reply X made, but they would stay mute.
This wouldn’t be hard intellectual work, like putting in mini-Mantras.
And you wouldn’t have to dodge the bots as you did with Mantra stuff.
But then again, getting bots onto “Hate!” might make it harder for anti-whites to use Hate as an answer to anything they don’t agree with.
And who knows, we might find some guidance in how people who express an opinion on the latest cartoons deal with the word “HATE!” coming out of nowhere at them the way it does at us.
At the first instant, “revolutionary patience” seems like the ultimate oxymoron.
The next instant the Mantra Mind realized, “So THAT is why so few revolutionaries succeed!”
And history couldn’t care less how loud you are shouting.
One commenter said he was tired of waiting for white people to speak out.
After fifty-five years, I might be getting a tad restless myself.
So one of our pros explained to him, with an example, that we have no idea how things will go and when.
The example given was a future in which we choose our genes. If, in THAT future, any mention of race has become dynamite and Hitlerian, our race is doomed.
If we are still fighting for the right of racial survival, we only have to get far enough to allow racial survival to be an issue to save ourselves.
If the AMPW crowd is all that is left at that point, all their arguments about inferiority will mean nothing. They could not contest it if mixed race children were just the proper genes.
The fact is that white people are hated, not because we claim to be superior, but because everybody BELIEVES we are superior. Whites who hate people hate whites.
What in the end stirs up non-whites is the fact that they can never BE white.
We have no idea how and when our time will come. We have no idea whether it will be peaceful or violent.
So we are telling an uncompromising truth, one that doesn’t involve how macho or Intellectual it makes us FEEL.
And I, for one, am here to STAY.
Upon Bob’s insistence, I would like to announce a change in comment policy regarding the daily article.
Starting tomorrow we will enforce a policy of one comment per commenter per article per day. Any following comments or those that are off topic will be deleted, regardless of merit.
Bob and I don’t wish to discourage commenting, but we are doing this to encourage a well written and thought out comment to reduce mental diarrhea.
The swarm will not be affected by this change.
When I was on the Hill Massachusetts had a black senator.
He was a black REPUBLICAN.
He had pale blue eyes and a pale complexion.
When I went to the Hill at Union Station subway, I would walk in the Senate side and go across to the House on the trolley.
At that time, security had been tightened by our standards but couldn’t compare with today’s. A civilian without a Hill ID had to have his appointment checked on. Those of us with IDs had to show them and were subject to a briefcase search.
About six one morning only me and Brookes came in at the same time. Capitol Hill Police must recognize all congressman by face, so he just walked in with a greeting to the cop.
The cop, trying to be nice , said, “If you’re with him, we don’t need to check your briefcase.“
It was six a.m. and I had been working most of the night, but I wasn’t rude. I just said “NO” with an emphasis that took the guards a bit aback and put my briefcase on he guard desk pretty hard.
Good God, NO. I was NOT with a Massachusetts mulatto, but most of all, I was NOT with a LIBERAL Republican.
The policeman grinned.
There is a feeling far worse than being accused of racism. That is when someone smiles and says you have NO racist feelings.
Another reason that old respectable denial is so bad is because it is humiliating.
The person is saying that you could not be called by ANY of his definitions a racist.
It is hard for me to think of a more vicious insult than that, even being accused of working for a New England liberal Republican, and that is very, very far out there.
The charge of racist should be met with the exact words no respectable conservative ever dares to ask: “What is a racist?”
I apologize for yesterday’s outburst.
You remember the guy in the Godfather, the one who held the meeting in Cuba and talked about he wished he would be there to see the future. Michael Corleone, “He’s been dying of the same heart condition for thirty years.”
And sure enough, years later the only way to get the old man dead was for Corleone to get him shot.
The point of that fit was worth remembering, though: Someone who comes back at you withh this old “There is no race” crap, which was standard when I got into grammar school, is saying “There is no race so genocide is impossible.”
I am embarrassed about dropping this old man bit on you. Just let me try to get off the self-pity.
By the way, every bit of the version of the “There is no race” doctrine that was absolutely enforced when I entered grammar school has been absolutely, totally discredited.
So don’t let the new nonsense bother you.
One advantage of having an old codger like me around is that I’ve seen this all before.